Chapter 44 The Trap of Human Skin
As the force gradually deepened, Ye Feng’s neck was twisted to 180 degrees by the old woman.
Ye Feng's pupils were dilated, and blood was constantly oozing out from the tear in the corner of his eye. The pain made his face become horribly distorted.
He couldn't figure out why the ghost shroud didn't protect him. The ghost tooth clearly bit Li Gui's arm, but he suddenly fell into silence.
Ye Feng’s head was directly picked off by the ghost and thrown aside like garbage.
Ye Feng is also dead.
Gui Cha melted Li Gui's fingers into the palm of his hand until they disappeared. Then he began to peel off the ghost shroud on the corpse and put it on himself. Finally, he pulled out the ghost teeth from Ye Feng's chest and put them into his mouth. .
Liang Xingyang looked horrified. Even though he had experienced many supernatural events, the scene of Ye Feng's tragic death still had a huge impact on him.
Liang Xingyang's consciousness quietly retreated, and he tried his best to maintain the illusory path leading to Li Jun and his party.
But he discovered that after the number of ghosts suppressed by ghosts was reduced to six, Liang Xingyang's ability to influence the dark ghosts was further deprived, like a candle being suppressed until it was about to go out.
The road the size of a flashlight, under the pressure of ghosts, gradually shrank into a hazy, illusory light as thick as a finger, and then suddenly went out.
Liang Xingyang has completely lost the ability to influence Guixiao. Maybe he will take over Guixiao's authority again after daytime, but by then it is already too late.
He returned to his coffin and ignored Li Jun and his party.
He must seize time, control the ghost heart quickly, and get out of the coffin or hide in the mirror space in time, so that he may still survive.
Leave all personnel and affairs to fate, the situation was completely out of control from the beginning, and now it has slipped into an abyss.
It would be better to say that the horror level of ghosts in S-class supernatural events can really make ghost controllers despair.
Before the infinite restart started, a group of ghost masters were beaten until they were unable to fight back.
Liang Xingyang finally had a clear understanding of S-class supernatural events.
How many ghost masters come here to deliver food.
S-class supernatural events are completely beyond what they can handle now.
If Li Jun and the others retreated from Guixi in time, or could still find the mourning hall, there would still be a glimmer of hope.
If not, then let each of us accept our destiny.
In the dark and gloomy mourning hall, a coffin was placed quietly in the center of the hall.
Liang Xingyang’s consciousness returned to the coffin, and he suddenly felt the darkness and depression of the ghost coffin.
He suddenly discovered that the ghost heart that was adsorbed on the surface of the dressing mirror had completely shed its stone skin and turned into a dry and pliable heart stained with black blood.
The supernatural powers of the two illusory mirror ghosts also completely merged and merged at this moment.
The dressing mirror suddenly made a "bang" sound and completely exploded into pieces. The mirror fragments were scattered everywhere in the ghost coffin.
An illusive, transparent and tall shadow with a withered heart fell from the mirror and lay in the ghost coffin.
The darkness in the ghost coffin shrouded the tall shadow, making all the ghosts inside become silent.
At the same time, the ethereal mirror ghost has an outline.
"Finally successful."
With an indescribable joy, Liang Xingyang couldn't wait to break free from the transformation of the ghost coffin and transform his identity as a fierce ghost into a living person again.
Just the last step.
The human skin plan is about to succeed.
After he consciously escaped from the ghost coffin.
The hands, feet, body, and head are all outlined out of thin air in the dark and oppressive ghost coffin.
The living limbs were constantly immersed in the tall shadow's body, as if his whole body was wrapped in cold sea water, and a familiar cold breath began to erode his body.
I don’t know how long it has been.
A pale and cold body reappeared in the ghost coffin. The empty heart was filled with a dry heart.
Liang Xingyang's eyes were closed tightly at this time, and his body was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
He lay quietly in the coffin, his chest did not rise and fall, and there was no breath between his mouth and nose.
The plan seemed to be successful, but something unexpected happened.
He failed to open his eyes and completely turned into a corpse.
This coffin eventually became his final destination.
The trap of the human skin plan finally broke out at this moment.
Liang Xingyang's life had already ended when his heart was shattered by a bullet on the third floor of the villa.
He is just a dead man who survived by the supernatural erosion of the mirror ghost.
Now the mirror ghost's supernatural power has been silenced by the ghost coffin. He has lost his supernatural power to maintain his life and cannot wake up at all.
Lying in a coffin, the body will gradually lose vitality over time and gradually begin to decay.
He finally stepped into a trap and seemed to have trapped himself to death.
In a dark ghost world.
Li Jun and his party lost the guidance of the illusory road, and could only rely on the direction they saw in their last memory to rush forward with all their strength.
In front of you is the deep and dark darkness, and behind you are the sounds of countless footsteps coming from the darkness. The depressing and terrifying environment makes people feel despair.
Li Jun, Zhao Kaiming and Wang Yue are like travelers lost in the desert. Not only are they tortured by the environment, they are also unable to escape the current predicament.
In the darkness of the ghosts that they could not see, there was a group of ghost slaves wearing sackcloth and filial piety following them stiffly.
Although the ghost slaves were unable to step into the range shrouded in miserable green fire, they seemed to have received instructions and were still unwilling to let go of Li Jun and his party and pursued them closely.
"My ghost is almost reaching its limit." Li Jun kept looking around and whispered, "Something may have happened to Feng Quan."
"Ye Feng should be finished." Zhao Kai Ming glanced at him and analyzed, "Soon, we will also It's going to end."
Wang Yue said in horror: "Li Jun, use whatever means you have, otherwise we will be dead."
Li Jun immediately said angrily: "It's all up to me. , what’s the use of you?”
His whole body exuded a burning smell, and the miserable green will-o'-the-wisp started from his palms and spread to his arms.
The astonishing pain of being licked by the will-o'-the-wisp was endured by Li Jun with steely perseverance.
If the ghost fire is used again, the will-o'-the-wisp fire will continue to spread to his body and may burn him to death, just like a corpse being pushed into a crematorium and burned to ashes.
Li Jun picked up the satellite positioning phone and found that it could not be used. Now he could not report the situation to the outside world.
Wang Yue shouted: "Zhao Kaiming, think of a solution quickly."
Zhao Kaiming said back: "There is no way."
"We can only fight hard, or the mission will fail."
Li Jun was under great pressure, so he immediately gritted his teeth and let the will-o'-the-wisp swell and raging. The burning fire keeps driving away the darkness.
The group of ghost slaves behind them couldn't escape, and they were all ignited by the will-o'-the-wisps. They couldn't hold on for a few seconds and turned into ashes all of a sudden.
The will-o'-the-wisp began to spread to Li Jun's body, and half of his body was ignited.
A building hidden by darkness was also illuminated by green firelight.
Immediately everyone was transferred by ghosts and successfully entered the mourning hall of the building.
After doing everything, Li Jun immediately weakened the will-o'-the-wisp and did not dare to continue to stimulate the will-o'-the-wisp's revival.
“Finally came in.”
Li Jun touched the cold sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Kaiming ignored them. After standing firm, he looked at the wishing ghost sitting on the coffin lid.
The wishing ghost is a kind of idealistic existence. This wishing ghost is just the supernatural power of wishing exchanged for wish stickers.
He has paid the curse of the wish sticker, which means that one of his few relatives has lost a living life again.
"If I can resurrect my family, everything will be worth it."
Thinking of this, Zhao Kaiming's face turned gloomy.
He did not approach the coffin because it could be seen that the coffin was already protected by the wishing ghost.
Since Liang Xingyang guided them here, there must be some way to save their lives, just when he hoped to find something useful in the mourning hall.
Wait.
Zhao Kaiming's eyes narrowed, and the wishing ghost sitting on the coffin with his back to him suddenly made a move, stiffly stepped down from the coffin lid, and stretched his hand towards the coffin lid.
It seems to be opening the coffin?
Zhao Kaiming wondered: "After guarding the coffin, we have to open it again. What will happen when we open the coffin?"
No one knows.
Liang Xingyang’s wish was to come out of the ghost coffin alive.
He is now a corpse, lying quietly in the coffin, waiting for the coffin to be opened again, so that the ghost coffin can suppress the ghost's supernatural power and disappear.
As long as the suppression disappears, he can control the mirror ghost and ghost heart and resurrect.
But this moment.
“Chichi.”
The dim lights in the mourning hall began to flicker on and off.
“Bang.”
Li Jun suddenly found that the wooden door of the courtyard was pushed open by a huge force.
An old woman walked in slowly with heavy steps.
Wang Yue said to Zhao Kaiming in horror: "I'm actually chasing him, what should I do?"
Zhao Kaiming ignored him.
The wishing ghost seemed to have noticed the arrival of the ghost messenger, and slowly loosened the lid of the coffin and sat on it again.
The coffin has never been opened.
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